Mega 3: When Giants Collide (Mega Series) Read Free Page A

“You waste too much time, Maxwell.”
    “Don’t you just love how she says Maxwell?” Max asked the men. “Isn’t it the cutest thing you’ve ever heard?”
    “Stand up and fight for your woman, bra,” the man growled. “Grow some and do what’s right.”
    “Oh, I am, dude,” Max grinned. “Trust me. Darby?”
    “I don’t need your permission,” Darby said.
    “Well, no, I know that,” Max said, frowning. “I was just setting you up for one of those cool moments where I say ‘Darby?’ and then you punch the guy really hard so he falls to his knees. It was all for effect. A little showmanship doesn’t hurt now and again, does it? We can’t all be brute force and heavy violence.”
    “Shut up,” Darby said.
    “Good idea,” Max nodded then gave a thumbs up to the two men.
    “Your woman owns your cock,” the mountain of a man laughed, “and I’m about to own her.”
    “Own this,” Darby said as she rushed the man and basically climbed right up him so her face was in his. She grabbed the back of his head then slammed her forehead into his nose, crushing it into a pulp instantly. She jumped down and gave the man’s knees two swift kicks, sending him to the sandy dirt.
    “Own this,” Max chuckled. “Okay, that’s a good one.”
     
    ***
     
    A scream from outside the bar diverted the men’s attention from the passed out Lucy. They all turned and looked out into the glaring sun.
    “That sounded like Levi,” one of them said.
    There was another scream that was quickly choked off.
    “Shit,” another man said, “we better go see what’s happening.”
    “What about her?” another asked as he nudged Lucy with his toe.
    “Roll her over so she doesn’t choke if she pukes again.”
     
    ***
     
    The phone on the bedside table rang shrilly, but Linny and Shane were too busy to get it. Their bodies were intertwined, legs wrapped about legs, arms wrapped about backs, mouths pressed hard together. Linny was on top, then Shane, then Linny, over and over as they never stopped moving.
    The phone kept ringing.
    “Do you need to get that?” Shane gasped as he came up for air.
    “Fuck that,” Linny said as she arched her back and ground down on him.
    The phone rang on and on.
    “Kinda hard to concentrate,” Shane said.
    “You’re doing just fine,” Linny smiled as she rocked back and forth on top of him. “Shut up and ignore it.”
    He grabbed her and brought her mouth down to his. They kissed with a passion that left them gasping once they finally broke away.
    The phone did not stop ringing.
    “Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Linny yelled as she grabbed the handset. “What? What the fuck do you want?”
    She listened intently as the person on the other end started shouting. Shane traced his finger from her thigh, up across her belly, and to her left breast. Linny swatted his hand away when he began to roll her nipple between his finger and thumb.
    “What do you mean a woman broke both his kneecaps?” Linny exclaimed.
    That got Shane’s attention.
    “She just attacked him? For no reason?” Linny asked. “Where?” She listened then looked Shane in the eye. “The man is American with scars on his face. No left ear. Yeah, I think I know who he is. I’ll be right there.”
    Shane didn’t protest when she hung up the phone, got off him, and started to get dressed.
    “So… American with scars and no left ear,” he stated, “that would be my brother.”
    “I know,” Linny said as she pulled on a t-shirt and then a short cotton skirt. “His girlfriend is beating the shit out of my brothers and cousins.”
    “Oh, shit,” Shane said as he hurried from the bed to find his clothes, “that’s not good.”
    Linny had grabbed her keys and was heading to the door when he said that. She stopped and frowned at him.
    “Wait, you weren’t worried when you heard your brother was involved, but now that you know his girlfriend is, you panic?” Linny asked. “Who is this woman?”
    “First,